88. Vixen

"Mmh ... Blaze, what did your mother actually do to make her stop living here?" I asked lazily. I was lying in Blaze's arms. We were on the bed naked. I played with some of the fuzzy hair on Blaze's chest.

"Not the right moment." Said Blaze, still trying to normalize his heartbeat.

"Sigh ... you always say that. Then when does it fit?" My scolding. It will be dinner time soon. Surely we were called down to eat together. Blaze has already considered that. So he chose to make love all out before that... so that when we finished we were very hungry ... then eat. Kkeh ... really pervert.

"Tonight. I Will be a good mood right now."

"When? Tonight? I want it now." I complained annoyed.

"Nope." He closed his eyes ignoring my request.

I was taking other initiatives, at times like this ... Blaze needs a little push for him to be willing to do what I ask.